Zhao Meilan, already seething with rage, added fuel to the fire when she saw Song Xi defending Ye Fei.
"You little bitch, you're actually protecting this good-for-nothing and going against me!"
Song Xi coldly said, "He's my husband. If I don't protect him, should I protect strangers?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Aimin by her side became unsatisfied.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Your husband isn't a stranger? So Fei Yu is a stranger to you?"
The aunt stood up in agitation as well.
"You little bitch, clarify your words for me! What do you mean by stranger?"
"It was this good-for-nothing who hit Fei Yu!"
"What's wrong with your mother asking him to come and apologize?
"How could such a worthless door-to-door son-in-law dare to hit his host? Who gave him the guts?"
Zhao Meilan's face was even colder as she glared at Ye Fei.
"You trash, have you forgotten what I said this morning?"
"Aren't you going to kneel and kowtow to me?"
